This is the story of The Way It Is.
While I open my heart and pour out these seemingly “crazy” bride-to-be thoughts rolling around in my head, I’m honestly, simply sharing. Support of how everything will turn out great, the day will be lovely, and the party phenomenal, are welcomed. But I’m not complement fishing, here. (albeit they are nice to hear)
I need to vent.
Need to just be heard.
Need to use this here blog as an outlet.
Because in truth and my heart-of-hearts I know everything will turn out fine.
I know I’ll be beautiful in my white dress, because there is no such thing as an ugly bride. Wait, hold that, I’m sure there’s a Google search out there to prove me wrong. Still, it, I, will be grand.
For as much nervous energy I
spend waste over-thinking worst case scenarios, the wedding, the every-little-detail will be fine.
I know that.
Doesn’t stop me from thinking about it, though.
I’m hella excited.
But I wouldn’t be normal if I didn’t worry.
That’s the way it is.
Now don’t go reading too far into this post, or any other post, dear (virtual or otherwise) friends of mine. I can tell you with full certainty that all is well. Just making sure this blog remains a place for me to be open and honest.